Before we found ourselves at Cathedral Park we’d ventured over to the SE side to try and find a flag pole. Yes… we need a flag pole. We have a flag pole fastener fastened to the house, it just doesn’t have a pole. And now we have flags. That’s plural on the flags. They are Tibetan peace flags. I got them for my birthday, last September, and we haven’t put them up yet. Granted, we were heading into late fall and early winter at that point and who wants to put up flags that will be tormented by snow, sleet, rain, and this year, more snow. So we waited. But now it’s spring and we need a pole so we can finally get those flags up. Alas… the flag place was closed. Seems they don’t operate on Sundays. Bummer. Luckily for us the trip wasn’t in vain… or is that in vein… one never knows for sure. Again, I digress… the trip wasn’t for naught. There was a Japanese place right across the street we’d passed so many times and said to ourselves most times… we should try that place. Today, thanks to the closed flag place and our drive there, was the day. And it was pretty darn good. Tempura, teriyaki chicken and gyoza. Yum. The walk at the park afterward was nice. It always feels good to walk after a big meal.
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